I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 35
On the first day of the new year, the first one to walk through is Mr. Fu's door.

After hanging around with Mu Sheng, the life of Mr. Fu's family has become much more nourishing. The couple ate and drank well every day, and their faces were ruddy.

The neighbors in the neighborhood saw their family living so well all of a sudden, not to mention how envious they were.

In the past, when the family couldn't get rid of the pot, there was usually no one to visit, but now that the family is better, people come to chat every day, and there are gift givers asking around if Mu Sheng still needs someone.

Boss Fu is polite to the people who come to the door, but housewarming doesn't take this kind of thing, he will accompany you when you come to talk about the housework, if you want to enter the Musheng store through the back door, he will pretend that he didn't hear it, and leave as many things as you want. Take it back for others.

He doesn't have the right to make this decision, he knows who these people are, they are all mercenary snobs.

He couldn't even look down on someone like Mu Sheng, let alone someone with such vicious eyes.

However, due to Mu Sheng's previous notoriety, these people did not dare to harass Mu Sheng's house, they only dared to try to move.

This early in the morning, housewarming had just sent away a visitor when they saw Mu Sheng bringing her husband to the door.

He hurriedly asked his wife to pour tea, and welcomed them in by himself.

Mu Sheng was carrying a few piles of things in his hands, and his hands were a little sore, "I have worked hard for you for the past two months, this is a little thank you."

"It's so embarrassing, it's fine if someone comes, just mention something."

This is a must-have polite word during the Chinese New Year, and of course it is also true here.

Mu Sheng and Boss Fu were chatting about the things in the store, and told her about the plans they were thinking of at the moment.

Wu Chen hasn't seen Qiaoqian for a long time. Since Qiaoqian went to help his wife's owner's hot pot restaurant, he also followed his wife's owner out early and returned late, so naturally he had no chance to meet.

Qiao Qian was quite concerned about Wu Chen's body, and pulled Wu Chen aside to whisper.

Hearing that Wu Chen is reading and learning characters at Mao Zedong's place, I am really happy for him.

Mu Sheng plans to completely take down the store next year, redecorate, add floors, and then use it as the main store to chain according to the economic development of different regions.

There are also some specific details, and the direction of development is also elaborated one by one.

Mu Sheng didn't quite understand the so-called marketing boss, but he was very good at expansion and decoration.

"I don't know much about Musheng's marketing. If you tell me that you are playing the piano with cows, you should tell Qiaoqian, but you can leave the hard work of building a house to me. You can rest assured."

"If you open a few shops, I can build them for you. I met many sisters on the construction site together, and everyone is familiar with this job."

Mu Sheng didn't expect Boss Fu to have such a good hand. No wonder when he repaired the house for his family, he would just do it.

It's a pity that she was born in this era. If it was placed in her world, BMW and Mercedes-Benz would not be a problem with this skill.

"Then I'll leave it to Miss Fu, I'm really relieved to leave it to you."

Ever since they became sworn brothers, Mu Sheng changed his name to Fu Boss and called her sister Fu, which seemed to be a lot closer.

At first, Boss Fu blushed with embarrassment, but later he got used to being called out by Linglong and Mu Sheng too much.

It's just that when Qiaoqian remembered that time when he was drunk, he still felt embarrassed when his wife wanted to hug in front of others, and he didn't dare to look at Mu Sheng and He Qi when he went to the hot pot restaurant for the next few days.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't make fun of him the next day, and they both pretended to be nonchalant, so he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Boss Fu originally wanted to keep these two for dinner, but Mu Sheng insisted on refusing, so they didn't insist.

Then Mu Sheng took Wu Chen to Ze Dong's place. Mu Sheng found that although Ze Dong was not talkative and cold, he was a foodie with a sweet taste. Although he didn't eat much at the dinner table, the pastries on the plate were always there Take a piece no matter what style it is.

So Mu Sheng bought several packs of pastries and candied fruit for him, and of course Wu Chen made clothes for him.

Except for the few days during the Chinese New Year, when the rest of the time came to accompany Wuchen to help him take care of Wuchen's body, he and his husband should be very grateful to him.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Mao Zedong was sweeping the snow inside, and there were bursts of coughing, it seemed that he had caught a cold.

It wasn't surprising to see Mu Sheng and Wuchen. Although they were still cold and didn't talk much, Mu Sheng clearly felt that Mao Sheng's attitude was obviously different from before.

It wasn't as cold as the brazier when they followed Ze Dong into the house. Ze Dong brought a pot of hot water from the stove outside where the medicine was boiled and made tea for them.

Wu Chen hurriedly gave the gift to Chairman Mao, "Look, Chairman Mao, these are pastries and candied fruit that my wife picked out for you when she saw that you like sweets. Here are also cotton coats. Wear more so you won't catch the cold."

Wuchen didn't speak clearly.

What Chairman Mao heard was the sweets and clothes that Mu Sheng personally bought for him.He was a little taken aback, he didn't expect such a detail to be caught by Mu Sheng.

Since I was a child, I have tried most of the herbs that are bitter to the root of my tongue, so I always want to eat two more bites when I encounter sweet ones.

No one has ever bought him these things because of his preference, and he himself has not noticed that the clothes are torn and need to be replaced with a new cotton coat.

There was an inexplicable feeling in Mao Zedong's heart, but there was nothing strange on his face.

Throw things away and pile them up in the corner.

Mu Sheng looked at the pile of things in the corner, all of which were sent over by the patients that Mao Zedong usually treated.

It seems that Zedong is quite popular in this area.

Chairman Mao sat down to drink tea with the two people in front of him, and the atmosphere was awkward without talking.

There is one more thing Mu Sheng wants to ask him, which is what medicinal materials can be used to refresh the hot pot.

She has only heard of it, but because she likes spicy and delicious things, she has never tasted it and naturally does not know what the ingredients are.

But just by hearing the name, you know the direction of Gui Yaoshan.

So she wanted to know some medicinal materials for refreshing and cooling, but the taste was not heavy and acceptable.

After pondering for a few seconds, Chairman Mao came to a conclusion, "Codonopsis ginseng, sand ginseng, Polygonatum odoratum, Lily, Chinese yam, Cishi, coix rice, red dates, lotus seeds, astragalus, wolfberry, Yuan meat.".

Then he added "polygonatum, red dates, yuan meat, polygonatum, and Codonopsis are all sweet."

He is very familiar with the taste of these Chinese medicinal materials.

Unable to remember so much at once, Mu Sheng wanted Chairman Mao to write it down for her.

Chairman Mao didn't say anything, he just got up and took a pen and paper, and wrote them down one by one.

Mao Zedong's handwriting is beautiful, tough and beneficial, just like a sword. I don't know how that man in my family learned to draw such ghostly characters.

But take your time, after all, there is no basis for dust.

The gift was also given, and the matter was settled, Mu Sheng pulled Wu Chen and was about to leave.

For the first time, Mao Zedong said, "Let's stay and eat."

Mu Sheng refused in his heart, she really couldn't bear this awkward atmosphere of dead silence, but Wu Chen seemed very happy.

Pulling his wife to want to stay, the room would be more lively with two more people, and Mu Sheng followed Wu Chen's wish to stay.

(End of this chapter)